Duanmu Jue looked at Situ Tianxing on the viewing platform and said coldly: "I only use three swords. If I can't defeat this thief with three swords, we, Tianlong Holy Land, have lost this battle!"
Three is three swords, see three swords again!
The young man in the night remembered what the elder of the Wang family said on the Tag Snow Mountain.
That day, the eldest elder of the Wang family not only used four swords, but in the end, he was also plotting against him behind his back?
Up to this point, the young man filled with pride, anger, and evil spirit couldn't help but point his sword at the son of Tianjiao in Tianlong Holy Land, the great monk in the Fusion Realm.
He shouted coldly: "I don't care whether you have three swords or four swords, just let your horse come over!"
After saying these words, Li Xiuyuan simply closed his eyes, like a murderer coming from hell, with the power of the phoenix, an explosive sword energy of flames, mixed with the surging evil spirit.
A three-color ray of light was slashed from the Samsara Sword, cutting through the wind and snow, slashing through the sky and the earth towards Duanmu Jue in front of him!
At this moment, he was determined not to let the elder of the Wang family attack him like he did in Tag Snow Mountain that day!
He was going to cut off this spring of irritability and murderous intent with one sword!
There was a sudden fluctuation in the sky above the high platform, and the atmosphere of heaven and earth was disrupted by Li Xiuyuan's evil aura.
It was as if a thunder sounded in the dark night, blasting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on the high platform and flying away in all directions.
At this moment, the young man does not need the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and he will not let his opponent borrow these spiritual energy.
As he slashed out with an extremely violent sword, Duanmu Jue, who was in the Fusion Realm in front of him, also transformed into a god and demon. He turned the spiritual sword in his hand into a peerless sword energy and slashed at the boy who was less than five feet in front of him.
The two of them faced each other with the most violent momentum, and in an instant they were slashed together.
The huge sword energy was slashed out, cutting through the black and white shirts of the two men, and several deep cracks appeared on the bluestone on the high platform.
A slash of the sword tore through the body-protecting Qi of the Fusion Realm, and cut off Duanmu Jue's chest and clothes.
He would have been able to pierce his opponent's chest with a sword, if not for Duanmu Jue's powerful body in the Fusion Realm.
A cold and dark spiritual sword penetrated deeply through Li Xiuyuan's left arm. Duanmuyu used the power of the Fusion Realm to condense his sword and severely injured his opponent!
"Ah!" Because of the anger and pain, Li Xiuyuan's pupils seemed to be on fire, and he pulled out his arm the moment the spiritual sword passed through!
Duanmu Jue took three steps forward between life and death. In an instant, Duanmu Jue succeeded in one move, turning around and slashing again, using flames to meet the flames.
He slashed a fierce flaming sword towards Li Xiuyuan!
The fluctuations of the airflow on the high platform pierced the air in an instant. Duanmuyu used the power of a strong man in the Fusion Realm to attack Li Xiuyuan again!
Dang, Dang, Dang!
The two swords met and slashed together in the air. Li Xiuyuan stepped forward heavily, leaped into the air, and then withdrew his sword and struck out an earth-shattering punch like lightning!
Crouching Tiger Arhat Fist, I have crouched a tiger in the human world!
Duanmu Jue, who had no time to draw his sword, immediately punched him and heard a roar.
After a muffled groan, he flew backwards for several feet until he retreated to the edge of the high platform. He was almost knocked off the high platform by Li Xiuyuan!
With a "wow" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out!
Even Duanmu Jue, who was in the Fusion Realm, was punched so hard by Li Xiuyuan that he vomited blood!
Li Xiuyuan, on the other hand, had one arm bleeding profusely. He couldn't put away the Samsara Sword after retreating three feet. He stopped the acupuncture point of the wound in an instant, and then stuffed a pill into his mouth.
The two of them just met each other, but both were injured, and neither one took the other's hand!
Duanmu Jue was hit by Li Xiuyuan's third-level cultivation of the phaseless golden body. The Gang Qi condensed in his body instantly collapsed, and several wounds appeared on his skin that was as hard as gold and stone.
Although the injuries were not fatal, they were both dripping with blood, and both of them looked extremely embarrassed.
At this moment, the Samsara Sword in Li Xiuyuan's hand, who turned around, slashed out a stream of burning sword energy and flew in front of Duanmu Jue again, without giving his opponent a chance to breathe.
In the midst of lightning and flint, Duanmu Jue stepped heavily on the bluestone of the high platform and used his strength to forcefully rush into the air.
With a loud roar, the true energy in his body poured into his right arm, and the spiritual energy in his hand slashed out a sword energy that was more powerful than Li Xiuyuan's flame.
Two flaming sword energies faced each other in the air, and another violent explosion sounded.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly went into chaos on the high platform, and a black spiritual sword slashed through the air, landing on Li Xiuyuan's head in an instant.
The extremely arrogant flame sword energy was about to cut into Li Xiuyuan's body with the force of destroying the heaven and the earth.
There was a loud bang.
Li Xiuyuan felt a terrifying and huge power transmitted to him along the Samsara Sword.
His body seemed to have been hit hard, and he flew backwards with a heavy setback. He was knocked down hard and fell on the high platform, causing the dust on the ground to fly all over the sky.
In an instant, Li Xiudi got up from the ground, stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood on his lips, and looked at the dark spiritual sword in Duanmu Jue's hand, feeling a strong chill in his heart.
The opponent also had a powerful spiritual sword, and this time he finally met a powerful opponent.
Duanmu Jue, who was five feet away, looked at him coldly, a chill rising in his eyes, as if he had discovered something very strange.
He found that there was something wrong with the other person's aura. That strange aura disturbed the aura of heaven and earth he had condensed!
He had never seen a god or demon before, so he naturally didn't know that Li Xiuyuan was carrying the evil spirit of a god and demon, which was the coldest and coldest evil spirit in the world.
Although the moment the two faced each other, Li Xiuyuan's reaction to danger allowed him to avoid the fatal sword.
But his arm was shaken so much that it seemed as if the bones in his arm were broken.
Let him understand that although he has reached a higher level after Nirvana, the opponents he has encountered are also more powerful and are no longer the great elder of the Wang family on Tagg Snow Mountain.
The opponent could force him into a panic with just one strike through the air, almost killing him on the spot. It is not difficult to imagine how powerful the opponent's sword was.
It turns out that Duanmu Jue's most powerful means is not his cultivation in the Fusion Realm, but this spiritual sword that contains unknown power and can take people's lives.
Just like the Samsara Sword in his hand, no one knows its power.
A black spiritual sword, held in Duanmu Jue's hand, was equivalent to a summons from hell.
He clearly wanted to cut him down on a high platform and wash away the so-called humiliation of Duanmu Qingyun.
Duanmu Jue, who was holding the sword on the high platform, unabashedly exuded powerful killing intent.
Killing his opponent was what he wanted to do at this moment as his senior brother.
Li Xiuyuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "This sword is good, it has murderous intent!"
"Soul-chasing sword!" Duanmu Jue said coldly: "You have a good rusty sword, and I also have a soul-chasing and life-chasing spiritual sword."
Li Xiuyuan coughed twice and murmured: "What a sword!"
Duanmu Jue looked at the rusty Samsara Sword in his hand and couldn't help but frown and said: "Your sword is not bad, you can deceive many people..."
That clearly means that your sword can deceive many people, but it cannot deceive me.
The two of them had already passed two moves in an instant. Duanmu Jue was only three swords away from what he said, and he only had the last move left.
Seeing that the young man was still standing still, he became a little impatient.
Thinking of this, Duanmu Jue said expressionlessly: "No matter how good the sword is, it depends on what kind of master it meets, and you will die!"
With the soul-chasing sword in hand, Duanmu Jue wants to chop off the young man's head with the next sword move!
With the Samsara Sword in hand, Li Xiuyuan was thinking about whether he should fight his opponent with his next sword!
...
After Li Xiuyuan's arm was injured by his opponent, Nalan Ruoyu subconsciously took a step forward. The fists in his hands were clenched, and he looked at his precious disciple on the high platform with a worried expression.
It can make the Jade Lord of Tianyun Mountain look solemn, and you can imagine the power of Duanmu Jue's sword.
It not only brought a strong visual impact to the venerables of Tianyun Holy Land, but also to thousands of people above and below.
Nalan Ruoyu murmured: "I didn't expect that the young disciples of the Holy Dragon Holy Land would already be in the Fusion Realm."
"Master, can senior brother survive this? Do you want to help?"
Seeing that the monks of Tianlong Holy Land were being unreasonable, Chen Xiaoyan finally couldn't help but let go of her tightly biting lips and started to yell softly.
"Grandpa Meng, will my brother lose?" Ping An looked up at Meng Shentong and asked.
"Sister Yu, big brother is injured!" Xiao Ling'er only cares about Li Xiuyuan's safety and doesn't care how strong her opponent is.
Meng Shentong said quietly: "Never mind, although the opponent's level is very high, my disciple still has a unique skill that he has not used yet. What are you afraid of?"
When Chen Xiaoyan heard this, she was slightly moved and said, "It turns out that senior brother still has a trick to come up with. No wonder he is so calm."
"It's not a trick, it's his life-saving trump card." Nalan Ruoyu said: "You are all optimistic that only by tempering between life and death can you grow up quickly..."
Meng Shentong nodded and said: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's take a good look. According to the announcement of Tianlong Holy Land, they only have the last sword left."
From the old man's point of view, if Tianlong Holy Land dares to disobey the promise he made, he wouldn't mind taking action himself.
Chen Xiaoyan said: "The problem is, with my current cultivation level, how can I fight against the talent in the Fusion Realm?"
Nalan Ruoyu shook her head and remained silent.
Situ Tianxing moved his mouth on the viewing platform, but naturally did not wait for Meng Shentong's permission. For this reason, he had to sit on a chair and wait for the two people on the high platform to work out the final result.
Up and down the platform, everyone was waiting.
...
It was the last sword strike. After Li Xiuyuan received the opponent's second strike, his arm was severely injured by the opponent, and his heart gradually calmed down.
Monks in the Fusion Realm are also human beings, and as long as they are human beings, they will have flaws.
He is waiting for his opponent to make a mistake.
Although Duanmu Jue severely damaged his opponent, he should choose to continue his thunderous attack at the moment and kill his opponent on the high platform.
For some reason, he stopped temporarily and instead waited for his opponent to attack.
Because the aura on the young man made him feel a little confused, he was alert and chose to wait for his opponent to attack.
The fatal sword strike before condensed his powerful cultivation and aura as a fusion realm.
Even a physically stronger practitioner than Li Xiuyuan would not be able to block that sword.
However, even with such a thunderous sword, Li Xiuyuan did not die. Although his opponent was severely injured by the sword, Duanmu Jue still felt uneasy and confused.
So he was also waiting for his opponent to draw his sword and for Li Xiuyuan to make a mistake.
Both of them are waiting for the other to make a mistake, and then hit the opportunity to deliver a decisive blow.
At this moment, the originally sunny sky suddenly became cloudy, and before the people on the high platform could react, a sudden heavy rain poured down.
Chen Xiaoyan, who was standing behind the crowd, opened an umbrella for her master and herself.
Meng Shentong waved his hand, and a large umbrella opened, covering Ping An and Xiao Ling'er.
The young ladies and wealthy businessmen in the stands opened the umbrellas they carried with them. It was spring, and it was normal to carry umbrellas when going out.
Under the high platform, different umbrellas were opened one after another, and the huge city lord's mansion instantly became a world of umbrellas and heavy rain.
Li Xiuyuan looked up at a certain place in the sky and stretched out his hand to catch the sudden rainstorm.
Muttered to himself: "Thank you!"
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